I say: To be living brings me down
In a way, I m what you call a pimp
Soap won t wash away your shame
I ll sell, whatever there s to be sold
In hell, I d sell my own poor soul
Where are you going with that mask I found you
You re running through the world
Thinking only about tomorrow
In your dreams, I ll do all the things you say
Your guess, is just as good as mine
But no, I cannot justify your ways
Take care, cause hurtable as hell
I wear, I wear the hardest shell
Daybreak, you re returning
And I know that you want to play
When I see the sun going down
The eyes in my head, see the world spinning around
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